After taking the cell phone from him, Qin Zhi'ai gently and quietly said, "Thank you."
Ever since he had returned home, Gu Yusheng had dawdled around Qin Zhi'ai for a long time. After hearing those two words, he felt completely brokenhearted.
Does she really not care about me at all?
Gu Yusheng stood by the bed and quietly looked at Qin Zhi'ai for a moment. Then he turned around and walked into the bathroom.
After the door of the bathroom had just closed, there was sadness flashing in Qin Zhi'ai's eyes.
As soon as Gu Yusheng had walked into the room, she had smelled the pungent mix of perfumes on his clothes.
She had thought that he must have gone out for business that night and the smell must have come from the women around him. And there had to have been more than one woman…